Chapter 681

"What's going on here?" The old leader of the lain nationality walked out of the cave and looked up at the meteors flying in the sky at night.

Experienced in the battlefield, he naturally can see that this is not a natural meteor shower, it should be a phenomenon of large-scale aircraft airborne planets.

And look at this number, at least tens of thousands of aircraft have invaded Ryan!

But how could that be? There are 50 warships on top of the planet guarding them.

Is it possible that the Locke consortium thinks that they have no value any more, so they are ready to cook the cunning rabbit and the running dog?

"Grandfather, I'm afraid!" A little Rhine girl couldn't help holding the elder patriarch's thigh.

The whole settlement of lane people are now out of their humble places, attracted by the scene in the night sky, everyone seems a little uneasy.

"Boom In the panic of the people, a meteor suddenly from far to near, with bursts of thunder like engine roar towards their direction.

"Bang!" The huge blue figure slowly landed outside their settlement. The steel body was still a little red under the friction of the atmosphere, braved the scorching heat wave.

Although the flying dust and twisted air waves have affected the sight, many people still judge the identity of the other party from the familiar outline Bronze mecha!

And it should be a modified elite mecha, which is obviously different from the standard equipment they used to drive on the battlefield.

"Watch out!" The lane soldiers in charge of the guard immediately put on the alert.

However, with a few old training mechas and their ancient cold weapons for close combat, they can at best comfort the unknown enemy in front of them.

Although there are many silver level soldiers in this settlement, their equipment has been recycled by the Locke consortium, and even the ace machinists are hard to make bricks without straw.

However, at the time when everyone was facing a great enemy, the cockpit of the mecha opened slowly with a "hiss"

When the pilot got out of the cockpit, everyone was shocked.

"The Lyons!" "Compatriots?" "What's going on?"

The pilot of the same race took off his helmet, looked around, and then walked slowly towards them.

Although the people did not understand the situation, but for this unknown identity, the same clan, who was responsible for defense, raised his weapons to stop him.

"Why? Spartak! Is it you? "

Just then, a voice of surprise came from the crowd.

Spartak turned his head to look, and was immediately happy.

"Morsey? You're not dead yet? "

It turned out that he was morsey, the old enemy who had carried out a "war god death fight" with Spartak before.

"Hum! I'm waiting to kill you myself. You're not dead. How could I die before you? " Morse snorted coldly, but took the initiative to drop the weapon in his hand.

He was merciless, but morsey had already approved Spartak after the last duel.

So he believed that Spartak did not come here to do harm to himself and others.

Morsey obviously has some prestige in this group of soldiers, and people around him have put down their weapons in succession.

"Young soldier, state your identity and purpose!"

Just then, the old patriarch came out of the crowd and looked at Spartak seriously.

At the sight of the old patriarch, Spartak looked excited.

When he was young, the old patriarch was not only the strongest soldier in the clan, but also a very small number of people who inherited the ancient knowledge of the lain nationality, with extraordinary wisdom.

It can be said that it is because of his constant dealings with the Locke consortium that he has preserved a trace of the flame of the Laine people.

In the eyes of every young ryne warrior, the old patriarch is a legend with incomparable prestige.

Spartak stroked his chest with one hand and knelt on one knee in a respectful tone.

"Spartak, ryne warrior, leader of the hammer of destruction order of the ghost pirate regiment, see patriarch!"

Ghost pirates? Head of the order?

The old patriarch frowned, and he could not help thinking of the pirate robbery incident mentioned by his people. His eyes were slightly cold.

"So it was the ghost pirates who came to rob our people last time? Why, are you going to help the tyrants and the tigers, and help the enemy poison our people in disaster? "

As soon as the people around him heard this, they immediately raised their weapons again, and their eyes towards Spartak became angry and fierce.

"Patriarch, don't get me wrong. I always remember that I am a ryne warrior!" Spartak immediately took a stand.

"Although the ghost pirates plundered the clansmen, they did not hurt us at all. On the contrary, everyone, including me, is very grateful to the commander for saving us from Ryan star!"

"We also volunteered to join the pirate corps as mercenaries, and no one ever threatened us.Compared with the years of working for Woolf Empire, we are truly free now!

After joining the pirate regiment, we can earn rewards with our own hands and improve our status with our combat achievements, so that our relatives can get better living conditions, and our women and children can also enter schools to learn advanced knowledge of interstellar civilization.

They don't have to take the risk to follow us to the battlefield, just for a little survival material.

They can live in warm and comfortable rooms without worrying about when they will be attacked by underground monsters all day long... "

After Spartak's personal experience, not only the old patriarch, but everyone was stunned.

Is there really such a paradise in this world?

And such a paradise In the pirate's nest?

The old patriarch was silent for a moment and then sighed.

"Oh! If I could, how I wish all that you said was true. "

"However, what you said is only one side of your story. As far as I know, the starpirates are all mercenaries. For the plundered population, they will always only be slaves. The fate of those who have been robbed will only be more miserable than we are now."

"Yes, the pirates are so kind? Spartak, have you been brainwashed? I know the Woolf Empire has this technology! " Morsey came out, too, with bad eyes.

"If it's a hoax, you'll see it." Spartak knows that it's hard to believe nothing.

After all, even at the beginning, he did not believe that there was such an alternative as captain ghost among the pirates.

Without saying much, he just raised his wrist and operated it a few times. Then the eyes of the mecha standing behind him suddenly lit up, and a huge projection was projected into the air.

Then, a picture of the life of the lane people began to appear in the eyes of the public.

With the change of light and shadow, everyone's eyes from doubt to doubt, and finally everyone's face, almost all showed a trace of desire and yearning.

In particular, one of the scenes in which the women and children of the lain nationality worked hard in the spacious and bright classroom, and the smile on their faces deeply touched the hearts of all the lain soldiers present.

A man of iron and blood also has tenderness.

They can be brave and fearless on the battlefield, but their relatives are the softness of everyone's heart.

Even the old patriarch's eyes have slightly changed.

"That's aunt NIA! They have been robbed by pirates before "That's Barr. Thank the ancestors. They're still alive!" "I saw the Simpsons and they seemed Did you really have a good time? "

The continuous exclamations and comments from the crowd made everyone's eyes even more intense.

If all this Is it true?

When the projection disappears, Spartak takes a deep breath.

"My Lord, we lains have been under Woolf's oppression for too long.

They let us live in the worst environment, experience the most cruel fighting, and only give us a small amount of survival materials, so that we can hardly survive.

They use butcher's knife to force our brave soldiers to bleed for them on the battlefield and consume them as cannon fodder.

They even let us kill each other! "

Spartak's low voice, like the roar of a beast, darkened the eyes of all around him.

Spartak raised his head and pointed to morsey.

"Morsey, we could have been best friends and trusted comrades in arms, but just to survive, I killed his brother, and we became enemies."

Morsey's face was complicated.

Spartak turned his head again and looked at the old patriarch.

"Patriarch, our ancestors told us that the blood and thunder on the battlefield will give us strength and glory. However, today, the blood of our lain soldiers is humiliating and spreads all over the star river. What glory is there?"

The old patriarch looked at the Spartak in front of him.

Vaguely, he seems to see himself when he was young

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